papillon24
Living in your heart
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Karina Dorn
I left the school the night before leaving behind all the young girls I had watched grow up for the past years of my teaching. There were tear in my eyes but I held them back for I knew that they would find a new teacher and love her just as well.
There was not much to load into the carriage but one trunk filled with nothing but a few books and one other dress. I was poor and had always been poor. That is what I had been taught at the school before I had become a teacher there. To own material objects was a vanity and simplicity was the way of God.
The countryside was not all that thrilling as the small hills past by my gaze.
It was late in the morning when the carriage pulled up to front of the great manor. To me the grounds themselves were intimidating let alone the house. It loomed over the property and seemed dark and cold. My hands shook in nervousness as I stepped from the carriage door taking the hand of the driver to steady myself.
From my bag I pulled a small pocket sized mirror out to check the status of my hair and clothing. My hair way still up in it's large bun but some strands of black hair had fallen down showing it's length along my back. Quickly I ticked them back into the bun and brushed the sleep away from my pale skin.
Slowly I made my way to the entrance watching the giant doors grow larger with every step. My hand fell to the large brass knocker that resided in the middle of the door as I sounded that I was here.
The door opened and I was greeted by a small older woman with graying hair.
"Come with me miss, is that all the luggage you have? my my" her voice was harsh as if it had been scrubbed too much. "The master will see you soon, have a seat"
She ushered me into a lounge of some sort as I took a seat on one of the soft velvet couches. Everything was so rich and lovely. I could not help but look around. It reminded me of the castles in the fairytales I had read when I was younger.
"Tea miss?"
"Oh, no thank you, but if you don't mind, what is you name?"
"It's Martha miss, just relax and the master should be down in a moment. He has been very interested in meeting you."
"Thank you Martha"
I sat stiffly in the seat as I awaited his entrance.
I left the school the night before leaving behind all the young girls I had watched grow up for the past years of my teaching. There were tear in my eyes but I held them back for I knew that they would find a new teacher and love her just as well.
There was not much to load into the carriage but one trunk filled with nothing but a few books and one other dress. I was poor and had always been poor. That is what I had been taught at the school before I had become a teacher there. To own material objects was a vanity and simplicity was the way of God.
The countryside was not all that thrilling as the small hills past by my gaze.
It was late in the morning when the carriage pulled up to front of the great manor. To me the grounds themselves were intimidating let alone the house. It loomed over the property and seemed dark and cold. My hands shook in nervousness as I stepped from the carriage door taking the hand of the driver to steady myself.
From my bag I pulled a small pocket sized mirror out to check the status of my hair and clothing. My hair way still up in it's large bun but some strands of black hair had fallen down showing it's length along my back. Quickly I ticked them back into the bun and brushed the sleep away from my pale skin.
Slowly I made my way to the entrance watching the giant doors grow larger with every step. My hand fell to the large brass knocker that resided in the middle of the door as I sounded that I was here.
The door opened and I was greeted by a small older woman with graying hair.
"Come with me miss, is that all the luggage you have? my my" her voice was harsh as if it had been scrubbed too much. "The master will see you soon, have a seat"
She ushered me into a lounge of some sort as I took a seat on one of the soft velvet couches. Everything was so rich and lovely. I could not help but look around. It reminded me of the castles in the fairytales I had read when I was younger.
"Tea miss?"
"Oh, no thank you, but if you don't mind, what is you name?"
"It's Martha miss, just relax and the master should be down in a moment. He has been very interested in meeting you."
"Thank you Martha"
I sat stiffly in the seat as I awaited his entrance.
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